"Wanna join us?"
Fate had simply walked downstairs to get some bread, at least, from the fridge. She hadn't meant to be seen by the others when she stopped at the bottom of the staircase to see them all bundling up in jackets, scarves, etc. That's when Destiny turned, most likely to run upstairs, and stopped when he saw her standing there.
He had smiled and explained that they were going for their daily walk and since there was snow everywhere, and it was cold, they needed to bundle up. He asked if she would like to join and because she didn't see any other choice than being left alone, she agreed.
Destiny went over to her in a jogging/skipping way and grabbed her hand, pulling her over to the small group. He grabbed a scarf off of the coat hanger and carefully wrapped it loosely around her neck, letting it rest on her shoulders, before grabbing a jacket and helping her put it on. He even zipped it up for her and helped her put both of her hoods on, giggling over something before grabbing her hand again.
"There, are you warm?" He asked. She paused before nodding a little bit, making his smile even bigger. "That's good!"
It was a simple walk beside Destiny as Gaster walked a little bit ahead of them, keeping an eye on everyone at the same time while the group ran in different directions to play. They eventually stopped in a small area so they could all run around and have boundaries of where to go and where not to go.
After deciding on a game to play, in which ended up in 'Snowball Tag', they all started to run around with Sans occasionally throwing snowballs at all of them. Fate even noticed that some of them were using magic within the rules of the game, which she studied closely so she could know more about them. Someone's magic told a lot about their personality.
"Hey, Dr. Gaster!"
That was before a pair of well-dressed men came over to talk with Gaster, both wearing the crest of the place she had been held and experimented on at. She instantly curled in on herself and ended up curling against Destiny, who wrapped his arms around her although he didn't know why she was getting so close.
"Oh, Marcus and Johnnie… What would you like?" Gaster asked. He had obviously noticed Fate's reaction because he had pulled both her and Destiny closer to him, keeping an arm around the protectively.
"It's nothing much. We're just looking for a little brat that escaped the big lab the other day." Johnnie explained casually, although it made Fate tense. What other 'little brat' could've escaped a big lab the other day besides her?
"It's been about a week of looking, Johnnie! That also means it's been about a week since the little shit killed Dr. Torres and has been running around with the big experiment!" Marcus reminded him, making Fate tense more. They were talking about her. She was so screwed if they noticed her or if her hoods were pulled off…
"Please do not swear around my children, Marcus." Gaster requested, not seeming bothered by the sudden news of what she had done. "It might be Dr. Torres' fault or just the big lab itself. You don't treat your patients very kindly, after all… Not to mention, wasn't the big experiment given to a child? That doesn't seem very fair."
"What isn't fair is that one of our best doctors, if not the best, is dead now. He has been for about a week and who knows who else the kid could've killed. You and/or your children could be dead right now, Dr. Gaster." Johnnie stated, although Gaster merely shrugged.
"I don't work in the big lab. I work in my own because of these reasons." He stated, looking back to the kid's and their game for a moment before looking back at the other men. "I mean, after all, I'm a father now, aren't I? I have to have time for my kids, no matter what."
"I don't think you understand the situation here, Dr—"
"I don't think you've tried to understand the child." Gaster suddenly said, making Fate tense again although she wasn't uncomfortable with him addressing her in any way. "They were held there against their will as an orphan, correct? They were surrounded with constant unfamiliar faces and were constantly abused for years, from what I've heard. It was very sudden that they got the big experiment and if you thought about being a young child in that situation… Well, I know that I would've been scared."
"Are you protecting this child without even knowing them?" Marcus asked a little harshly, making Gaster shake his head.
"I'm simply sharing my opinion, gentlemen." Gaster replied before turning back to the group of kids, holding onto Destiny and Fate tightly. "Now, if you would please move on with your search, I am spending time with my children before we head back home for lunch."
The men exchanged looks and took a couple of steps to leave, but then must've noticed Fate's tail or that the number of kids was off, because they stopped and looked down at her and Destiny.
"You have another little kid, Dr. Gaster?" Johnnie asked before looking a little harder at her fur color. "You know, that color matches our description. Ca—"
"I've had Fate as long as I've had Destiny. She's just not a very 'outside' person and she doesn't like social interaction either, so it's best if you leave now." Gaster explained although nearly all of it was a lie.
The men exchanged looks again before pausing and then turning on their heels and heading off in the direction they came from, but Fate didn't relax. Destiny knew much more about her than she wanted him to and Gaster had already known much more than she thought… Why did he let her stay with him and the others when she was obviously dangerous?
Suddenly, Gaster's hand rested on her head and she flinched under the contact although it was fairly gentle. She didn't look back at him and she barely moved otherwise, but he didn't seem to mind.
"It's okay. You had many reasons." He said. She paused, biting her bottom lip, before nodding a little bit. He kept his hand on her head before moving it away slowly. "We can talk later."
He stood up and called the others over, saying that they should start heading back for lunch before they missed it, and then turned to lead them all back home.